Crank (Crank 1)

night,

seemed to

ignite star

candles in a sky,

darkened as much

by mood as

time.

We found

the bus stop

in silence,

though I knew

he had something

to say.

Walked home

beneath

the celestial

cathedral. No kiss

at my door, only his

good-bye.

Not enough,

but how could

I beg for more? Did he

mean forever, or just for

now?

Dad Asked Where I’d Been

How’s she doin’?

I opened my mouth

to tell him, realized

I didn’t know. Adam

had given nothing away.